“You told me that if I wanted you to drive me to Birmingham, I had to come on this date.”“And what were we doing for the last couple of weeks, M...mi?”He’s pushing me into a corner. “Hangin’ out...”“Okay, then this wasn’t a date. We’re still just hangin’ out.”“No, I think I liked this being a date. I dunno if I ever officially dated a guy.”“Well, I liked having you with me, but I worried that I was making you do something you weren’t comfortable with.”“I was worried,” I said. “Got over it. Cindy. I wanted our own party for two, a sex party, that is.I like to compare myself to the Tribbles on Star Trek, The Original Series. Except, I wasn’t born pregnant, I was born horny. My mind was on pulling down the panties of my fiancée. Then putting my cock into her warm, wet, pink opening. I needed to fill it with my thick, white cum. I was on a mission to make both of us cum hard, after being apart for several days. Therefore, I had transported to the town where she lived, to make that mission a. Glad I could help and just disappointed we didn't get your man. Good luck with your other leads."Now Greg was preparing himself to check out the recent rentals/purchases on his own. He had contacted his own officers and now had CCTV images of the two young women who had been with MacSween in Cathedral City. One of the two had to be Christine Anderson, he thought.It had been a long time since Chief Markow had had to do the slog of day to day police work and he wasn't looking forward to it. There. During our fantasies about me and another guy, the other man was nearly always black; whenever we watched porn together and a girl was getting seen to by a black cock, I would wish it was me on the receiving end, being used by some well hung black stud, who would fuck me until I could take no more. Earlier this year we went to the Gay Pride parade in Atlanta. Although other gorgeous girls were constantly hitting on Katie, she refused all of them, telling me that this weekend was for my benefit..